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| A friend of mine said his dad ran into John several years back somewhere. He didn't know who John was. It interested John enough that some one didn't know him that he gave him one of his leather jackets.
Back in the days that John drove the truck to the races himself, at Kansas City after the race he stuck his head in door of the money trailer and hollered any body got a beer. He grabbed a beer out of the cooler and they handed him an envelope full of money, he says see ya next year and out the door he went. | |
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How about that John Force?
